Who am I? Who am I?

I kept thinking about this question, and from the moment I woke up, I forgot who I was.

I vaguely remember that I have a name. As for what it is, I seem to have forgotten it. Maybe it is Ergouzi, Dog Zuozi, etc.

Hey, I'm not lying on myself. Anyway, I remember that in the place where I used to be, many people shouted the names of them, ahem, I mean when I was a child.

Yes! Later, when I grew up, I probably didn’t think of Ergouzi. As for what Daming is, I really can’t remember it clearly. I only remember that I am a teacher. Well, yes, you guessed it right, the physical education teacher.

In that era, physical education teachers were very hard, I'm serious.

Now, I remember someone said the night before yesterday that you are so good at Chinese, it must be taught by the physical education teacher?

Then, the night before yesterday, I heard someone say, Hey, you are so good at math, you must be taught by the physical education teacher, right?

Then last night, I still heard someone say this, wow, you are so good in English, is it taught by the legendary physical education teacher?

Hey, don’t think this is praising our physical education teacher. Ah, let’s say that, in many people’s impression, our physical education teachers are all those with a well-developed mind and simple limbs. Then, think about it, evaluate a person’s Chinese, mathematics, and even English so well. Will they say that it was taught by the physical education teacher?

Of course not!

That's their sarcasm! They are changing directions and saying that our physical education teachers are mentally retarded and want our physical education teachers to take the blame!

So, last night, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I went out to argue with them. Hey, what did our physical education teachers do you? Do you want to be so bad? Don't we work hard? You just need to blow a fan in the classroom every day and talk. Yes, other teachers do have to use their brains to prepare lessons, etc. Do you think we physical education teachers don't prepare lessons?

Besides, we are very tired too. A group of students don’t treat my physical education class as a course at all. Look at them, are they here to teach? What are those people doing? Playing games! Now, those people over there are singing? Oh my god, there is a pair of male and female students chatting in that corner?

Come on, come on, tell me, how should I teach?

Of course, many people will ask again, you are a physical education teacher, what do you teach?

Yes, it’s not necessary, really? If we didn’t have the physical education class for the week or two, the physical education class that would have exercised their bodies, what kind of health they could have, would they have, and the abcd?

Next, it seems that it is not necessary to do it normally, but whenever there is a sports meeting, the responsibility lies with us. Long jump, high jump, race? Which one should we choose personally? If we don’t exercise normally, can they have a good ranking at that time? If there is no good ranking, who do you blame? Or is it our physical education teacher?

Finally, our physical education teachers are really hard. Since I came into contact with sports, I have returned several sets of so-called radio gymnastics. Do you understand? If we haven’t changed the class, we have to learn it once and then teach the students. We must ensure that we can’t teach it wrong. You can’t treat the eighth set of radio gymnastics stretching exercises as the ninth set of full-body exercises, right? Yes, you can also exercise your body. The key is, the key is, people don’t watch this during the competition!

So, do you still think our physical education teachers are relaxing?

So, do you still have the will to let our physical education teachers take the blame for not teaching other teachers? Do you still want to say that everything is taught by the physical education teachers?

Last night, I told people that, and then the few people started fighting.

Ahem, of course, I started fighting with me.

I lost? A joke! Of course not. After all, I am a good physical education teacher and have practiced for so many years. How could I be defeated by a few young people?

At least, they can't beat me in terms of fist and foot skills.

At that time, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the wind was gusts. I faced four young men alone. I punched the left and kicked the right. At that time, I felt like I was like a god of war reincarnation, and I was brave and unstoppable...

Yes, there is an old saying that goes, no matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives; no matter how good your skills are, you can knock them down with one brick!

It was dark at that time. After I left the boys, I felt that I was a real god descending to earth and was about to teach them well. Somehow, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head, and then I knew nothing.

When I woke up, I was here!

I am extremely suspicious now that someone hit the back of my head with a brick when I was unprepared. Fortunately, he didn't use the brick to lift my front face, otherwise my handsome face would be ruined!

Now, to say that, let me clarify that this fight was not initiated by me, and they made them take action first. I took action out of self-defense. Look, in the end, I was sneak attacked by those naughty kids because I was too upright!

So, I advise the children not to fight in the future, as that is very dangerous.

Well, even if you want to fight, it’s best to find someone in broad daylight. At least, you won’t be attacked from behind!

Ahem, you just pretend that you didn’t see the following sentence! I didn’t say it either!

OK OK, after saying so much, I'll talk about who I am!

When I woke up, I was lying in a pile of dead grass, and then a house, a thatched house!

At the first moment, I was excited. Could it be that I was kidnapped by those mixed guys? Or, I had kidney cut? Then, the corpse was abandoned in the wilderness? My goodness, this is amazing, I haven’t found a girlfriend yet!

I was about to do it, and then, I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head. I felt a pain in pain, and then looked at it, Mom, is there actually blood?

A slut, it's really ruthless!

I cursed and sat up, and then I was confused again, hey, it wasn't right. If those gangsters kidnapped me, at least that rope should be there? Am I fine now? Besides, if the kidney is cut, I, cough, I have no injuries on my stomach?!

Then, why did they throw me here?

I was still confused. With a "creaking" sound, someone pushed the door in. I turned around and looked over, and then I couldn't move my eyes.

The girl came in, about eleven or twelve years old. Although she was wearing coarse cloth clothes, her face was very cute. She must be a beauty when she grew up. Well, at least she is a big star! Oh, this is a mountain phoenix!

Just as I was about to use my ability to coax a girl, the girl spoke. Cough, I just asked me just for a simple question, but I had no other intention.

"Brother, are you awake?" A crisp and pleasant voice came from Cherry's mouth. She walked over with a broken bowl in her hand and said, "Come on, drink the medicine first!" As she said, she held me with her left hand and brought the bowl to my mouth with her right hand.
Chapter completed!